Blast From the Past

I've been connecting with random people from my past 30 years of life. Friends and acquaintances from Israel (elementary school), Florida (middle and high school, and one year at FIU) that I find or who find me on Facebook. One of them sent me the scanned page out of my middle school yearbook. Not sure, but I think it's eighth grade. It's kind of fun but also sad - how much we all change and how little we have in common despite some coincidental past geographical or social convergence. One thing I'm relieved about is that I'm not nostalgic for the good old days. I'm as happy now as I've ever been and I'm extremely excited about future prospects.

Taking classes at NYU this semester is definitely breathing wind into my deflated, unemployed sails. Out of the three courses I'm enrolled in - International Relations, Middle East Affairs, and International Law - the one I thought I would like least (International Law) is the one I like best so far. Part of it has to do with the guy who's teaching it. He's young, energetic, interesting and he's not elitist or radical as the other two can come across... The one who teaches Middle East is quite big in the field - he's been on the Daily Show :)